Be it a little scruff or a full length beard, there’s nothing more attractive than a man with a well-groomed face. Masculine. Powerful. Sexy. Devoted. Lose yourself in this tantalizing collection of original short stories by your favorite romance authors in support of a great cause. Hipster CEO, bartender, best friend, baseball player—just to name a few—these men all have one thing in common: they’re bearded for your pleasure and deliver one hell of a happy ever after.
All proceeds from this anthology will be donated to The Movember Foundation, an organization that supports charities in the research and treatment of prostate and testicular cancer as well as other men’s health initiatives.
Written by Alexis Alvarez, Faith Andrews, M. Andrews, Jeannine Colette, Hayley Faiman, Angelita Gill, Ace Gray, Ruthie Henrick, Scott Hildreth, Evie Lauren, Jerica MacMillan, R.C. Martin, Emmanuelle de Maupassant, Leslie McAdam, Maria Monroe, Adrienne Perry, J. Quist, Renee Rose, Kacey Shea, Martha Sweeney, and Tom Sweeney.
Cover design by Jessica Hildreth, cover model Jacob Rodney-Model and photography by Wander Aguiar.
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Beards – so many beards!! This really was a fun collection of stories featuring the manly beards! The short stories are great, giving fun sexy peeks into these characters lives! The personalities are so big and fun. I really did enjoy these well-written, bearded short stories! It’s a great collection from some fantastic authors that I highly recommend, plus it benefits such a fantastic cause!
For only $0.99, and all proceeds going to The Movember Foundation to benefit men’s health, this charity anthology brings you twenty-one original short stories from your favorite romance authors; some hot, others sweet, and a few ultra-steamy… but all bearded for your pleasure.
They headed straight for her, wolves hunting their prey. She stood talking to a couple of stuffed shirts, but her gaze slid over to them and she did a double take. He was half-afraid she’d ignore them completely, or, worse, make a beeline in the opposite direction, but, to his surprise, she broke away from her cronies and headed toward them. They met her near a concrete pillar and she skirted the side of it so it hid them from view.
“I didn’t know they invited the Super Troopers.” She folded her arms across her perky breasts.
“We just booted your car, Ice Princess,” John said. “You really should’ve paid those parking tickets.”
“What parking tickets?” she spluttered. “What in the hell are you—” Catching the amusement on Keith’s face, she relaxed. “Very funny.”
He tilted his head. “Well, I’m definitely writing a ticket for that dress. It should be illegal.”
Her sensuous lips curved into a smile. “Oh, really?” She infused a heavy dose of skepticism into her words.
“On you, at least. It could incite a riot.” He stuck out his hand. “Keith Swensen.”
She gripped his palm, her slender handshake firm and professional. “Sloane Walters.”
“John Hathaway.” John offered his hand. “How do you know Judge Tell?”
She pointed to her lovely chest, giving them the excuse to ogle her cleavage. “Public defender.”
John snorted. “That explains it.”
Her jaw dropped in clear offense. “That explains what?”
“Type A personality. Never lets her hair down. Dying to get laid if only she didn’t have to touch anyone to do it.”
Her beautiful aqua eyes narrowed. “You don’t know me.”
His boyish grin appeared. “Oh yeah? What kind of woman buys two guys drinks, flirts, and then bites their heads off when they show interest?”
A flicker of regret—or defeat—flashed across her face. Keith didn’t like it. They didn’t seek to insult her or make her feel bad, but to incite her to action.
He spoke up before she could answer. “The kind who is secretly dying to know what it feels like to have two men make love to her at once.”
Their gazes tangled. His eyes went to those full, glossy lips, close enough to kiss, as he imagined what it would be like to take her mouth. His heart gave a double pump, a sort of lurch that made the hair on his arms stand up with recognition.